I Don't Want to Get Hurt, So I'll Max Out My Defense-Chapter 1008 - 109: The Old Beggar Shows Off
Chapter 1008: Chapter 109: The Old Beggar Shows Off
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“What did you say?”
“Ten Half-Saint Strong Experts, thirty cultivators in the Heavenly Immortal Realm? Are you having delusions, could his Sword Sect have brought such masters?”
“Do you think he represents a Super Sect?”
The elder in grey felt his intelligence had been insulted. Not to mention the Sword Sect, could it be possible that any sect in the entire Eastern Continent could boast such a line-up?
“It’s… it’s true, absolutely true, Sect Master, I beg you to personally move to the sect gate and see for yourself!”
The disciple said, trembling.
...
“Hm?”
At this, not only the cultivators from the Blade Sect were stunned, but the great powers of the various family forces nearby were also shocked, even Ying Diao himself was somewhat confused.
What’s going on?
The Sword Sect has ten Semi-Saints?
When did he miss that? What exactly happened?
Could it be that reinforcements were called by Senior Xiao Lao Di?
“Sect Master, when did this happen? Since our Sword Sect has so many experts, why did you attend the appointment alone, wouldn’t it have been better to bring more people?”
Li Xiaobai spoke up from the side.
“Yeah, all this has caused Ol’ Fatty to worry endlessly, so our Sword Sect is actually this powerful!”
Liu Jinshui patted his belly and felt completely relieved.
“This…”
“Cough cough, it’s sufficient that you all know. The Sword Sect has always developed quietly, without drawing attention. Let’s not spread the word about today’s events.”
Ying Diao instructed, forcibly suppressing the curiosity in his heart.
“The Sword Sect has really attacked!”
“If there are really so many experts, I’m afraid we’re all doomed today!”
“Yes, I simply came to attend the conference for a discussion of the Dao; I don’t want to lose my life here!”
“Sect Master Ying, you must bear witness for us today; we came only to keep our appointment, we meant no harm to the Sword Sect!”
“Yes, yes, this is a dispute between the Blade and Sword Sects; you can’t take your grudge against the Blade Sect out on the rest of us!”
“From today onwards, the Wang Family is a subsidiary force to the Sword Sect, if we have to set a term, I hope it’s for ten thousand years!”
The Elders from the various forces said one after another, bowing and changing sides on the spot.
The elder in grey and the Great Elder turned livid with rage.
“Ying Diao, is this your plan? On the surface, you calm us down within the Blade Sect, but in reality, you have a vast army waiting outside the sect, just waiting for the moment to join forces and trample the Blade Sect, right or not?”
The elder in grey said coldly.
He felt enraged by the reactions of these family forces.
“This invitation was personally delivered to my Sword Sect by the Blade Sect. I attended the appointment in good faith and never caused any trouble for the disciples after entering the Blade Sect. In contrast, Elder Dao was aggressive and even sought the lives of my disciples. Everything has been pressed step by step by the Blade Sect, where does the talk of a plan come from?”
Ying Diao said indifferently.
“Slick and sly talk, let me go see this so-called ten Half-Saints and find out who they really are!”
The elder in grey stepped onto a long blade and flew toward the sect gate, followed closely by the Great Elder and many other cultivators.
Suddenly facing the news of a formidable enemy approaching, despite all their annoyance, they couldn’t muster the interest to fight to the death with Ying Diao anymore.
“Let’s go take a look, too.”
Ying Diao beckoned, taking Li Xiaobai and the others with him, floating far behind the crowd towards the sect gate.
He was also very curious in his heart; these super-skilled masters that appeared out of nowhere, where did they come from?
A few breaths later.
At the Blade Sect gate, the disciples guarding the gate were facing a great enemy, their faces pale and sweaty with thick fear in their eyes.
A kilometer from the Blade Sect, the Sword Qi crisscrossed fiercely, and a long line of cultivators stood on flying Immortal Swords, covering the mountains and plains. For the leader, four disciples carried a huge Taishi Chair, and upon it sat a gaunt old man with disdainful eyes and a highly punchable expression on his face.
Standing beside him, the cultivators were all middle-aged men and women, each exuding a terrifying aura, and the murderous intent and will to fight on their bodies had all reached a tangible state, turning into hoards of fierce beasts roaring and rampaging in the void, a formidable sight that made it feel as if one was under the immense pressure of Mount Tai, overwhelming and suffocating.
Li Xiaobai squinted his eyes, surveying these cultivators. He was very clear that these definitely were not Sword Sect cultivators.
Moreover, on these people, he vaguely saw some familiar shadows, but he couldn’t remember them right away.
“This… this is really Senior Xiao Lao Di!”
“How many people did the Sword Sect bring? The number of these cultivators has reached nearly a million, right?”
Watching the large troop approaching from afar, the family clan Elders felt their legs going weak. Wasn’t it said that the Sword Sect only had a hundred thousand disciples? When did so many more cultivators join?
Could this be the secret power the Sword Sect has been hiding all along?
“Nearly a million troops!”
“Ten Semi-Saints!”
“Thirty Heavenly Immortal Realm!”
“Not a single one less. It’s impossible for so many strong cultivators to appear at the same time on the Eastern Continent. How did Sword Sect manage this!”
The grey-clothed elder was deeply shaken, his feelings more intense than everyone else’s; the mere sensing of the newcomers’ strength sent violent tremors through his spirit, as if he were being targeted by a primordial behemoth. The disciple who had come to report was indeed correct; the ten cultivators leading the way were all Half-Saint Realm strong experts!
And the leader, Xiao Lao Di, was even a Saint Realm strong expert!
“Which senior might it be that graces us with your presence, and may I ask how Blade Sect has offended you? I would plead for the seniors to show leniency and understanding!”
The grey-clothed elder clasped his fists and greeted with a loud voice.
“Do you recognize me?”
In the void, on the Taishi Chair, the skinny old man played with a teapot in his hand, speaking casually.
“I recognize you, Senior, as the renowned Xiao Lao Di of the Central Origin Realm. May I inquire the purpose of your esteemed visit today? If one of our Sect Disciples has offended you, this junior will personally execute the traitor to appease you!”
The grey-clothed elder played dumb, continuing to query, hoping the other party would let him off.
“How daring!”
“Who do you think you are to exact revenge for Senior Xiao Lao Di? Do you think you’re worthy?”
The skinny old man’s potbellied companion coldly spoke.
A mountainous pressure came crashing down like a heavy load, striking the elder within the sect grounds.
“Senior, you!”
The grey-clothed elder stumbled back, his face drained of color, caught off guard by the brazen actions of the newcomers.
“I’ve heard that Sect Master Ying Diao of Sword Sect has been detained by your Blade Sect. Blade Sect truly has guts. I have come to bring Sect Master Ying Diao back home, does anyone object?”
“No objections! Today, the Sect Master of Sword Sect honored us with his presence to attend our Blade Sect’s discourse assembly, gaining enormous benefit. Isn’t that right, Sect Master Ying?”
The grey-clothed elder changed his tone in an instant, turning around to face Ying Diao with a sycophantic smile.
“Hehe, Elder Dao certainly has a way with words, as eloquent as ever. Weren’t you just threatening to annihilate Sword Sect a moment ago?”
“Now you show fear? Now that Sword Sect’s men have arrived, I believe it’s time to put an end to this squabble between our sects. Why delay when today is as good as any? I, Ying Diao, will allow your Blade Sect time to prepare your forces—we’ll settle this with a real fight; how about it?”
Although Ying Diao was still unclear about the situation, he understood one thing: the strong cultivators brought by Senior Xiao Lao Di were here to support Sword Sect. With ten Half-Saint Strong Experts present, what did he have to fear?
“Don’t, don’t, don’t, Sect Master Ying, let’s talk this through. It doesn’t have to come to outright war. I believe Blade Sect already has the intention to surrender and submit but is just too ashamed to say it out loud, right, Elder Dao?”
“That’s right, that’s right, Elder Dao, surrender!”
“Don’t drag us down with you if Blade Sect is doomed!”
“I’ve long seen that Blade Sect is on the decline, whereas Sword Sect is rising powerfully and surprisingly, soon to become the foremost power on the Eastern Continent!”
The other great power Elders nearby changed their expressions uniformly, quickly adding smiles and giving meaningful glances to the grey-clothed elder and the Great Elder.
Who could resist the gathering of ten Half-Saints?
If war were indeed to break out, it would be a complete stomp. Blade Sect would be flattened in an instant, and they too would suffer collateral damage, reduced to wreckage under the rubble.
“You… you all!”
“Elder Wang, Elder Sun, Blade Sect has treated you well on any given day!”
“Now that Blade Sect is in trouble, how can you do this!”
The grey-clothed elder and the Great Elder turned pale with anger, their hands quivering uncontrollably within their sleeves.
“Enough said, Elder Dao, nothing is more important than life itself. Listen to an old brother’s advice and surrender promptly. Facing ten Half-Saint Strong Experts eagerly watching, any more hesitation would likely see Blade Sect struck from the name of the Eastern Continent!”
“Even if Blade Sect wishes for death, don’t pull us with you!”
“I simply wish to peacefully be a handsome man for a few more years!”
“That’s right, better to retreat and regroup than to be burned out entirely. Surrender!”
Everyone advised earnestly, and it was only at that moment that the grey-clothed elder truly experienced what it meant for allies to abandon a falling wall. Now, without even being attacked, these teammates were already urging him to surrender.
If a battle really broke out, wouldn’t they instantly turn their coats and stab him in the back to prove their loyalty?
But returning to the current situation, the strength of the Sword Sect array was something he couldn’t provoke—nor could any other sect, for that matter. A Saint leading ten Half-Saints was already the configuration of a Super Sect.
“Very well, since you all put it that way, then I shall surrender!”
The grey-clothed elder’s face flushed with blood, turning a deep red.
“Oh? Blade Sect wishes to submit? Is that really the case?”
Ying Diao seemed very surprised, looking towards the grey-clothed elder.
“I… Blade Sect is willing to submit!”
The grey-clothed elder uttered a few words as if all his strength had been drained, collapsing to the ground.
“Hmm, Blade Sect’s submission is inevitable, but there can only be one leader for a mountain, a single tiger in its domain. Senior, what do you think?”
Ying Diao clasped his fists in a salute, respectfully addressing the skinny elder in the sky.
On the Taishi Chair, the elder appeared leisurely: “Hmm, I think what you say makes sense!”
Then, with a casual wave of his hand, he calmly said, “Take them down!”
